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captainsblogOur 29th anniversary is Monday. We celebrated a little early, thanks to circumstances.
A year or so ago, Eleanor discovered the soundtrack to Rent. We both became fans of the story, the music, the drama. I kept a vague eye peeled to see if it would show up on either the Shea's schedule here or the Geva or RBTL schedule in Rochester- no luck. But then a Marylander friend mentioned scoring tickets to it this fall; no gigs in our immediate or adjacent back yards, but there was a series of shows in Syracuse and one night in a sooner and closer venue- just on the other side of Buffalo in Erie, PA.
Soon as I heard about it, I checked out the venues. Syracuse was pretty much sold out, but I'd have plunged for it through scalpers if the kids had wanted to go. After a call to Emily earlier this week, they begged out. So, back to Erie- which happened to be a One Night Only gig on November 9th- my birthday.
The theatre did what similar theatres (here and in Rochester) typically do: it initially offered seats only as part of season-ticket packages until "a later date." Thanks to that, scalpers were offering nosebleed seats on Birthday Night for close to $200 per ticket. But I kept checking to see when the inventory of single-event seats would be released.
Finally, the other day, word came out: Monday the 26th at 10 a.m. sharp. Our anniversary. Karma, yo. But I believe in better things than karma, so this morning, I checked the site again, just for giggles.
There were tickets available- but only as part of a restricted presale. You needed to enter a presale code to get in.
Ah, but I'd seen this movie before. Ticketsellers are notorious, and a little odious, for making these presale codes ridiculously obvious: last fall's Met-fan-group offers to their members (which I missed out on) used something like "letsgomets." So what, you might ask, would be the four-letter code to get early Rent tickets that's so obvious, it's what Jonathan Larson had to open his luggage?
That's right: r-e-n-t. I was in. And now, so are we: face-value $58 tickets in the fourth row center to see this amazing show, on the night I turn 57 and the night after Drumpf hopefully turns into a pumpkin and is never heard from again.
There are Things still to be worked out. We will likely need overnight accoms in Erie, PA. I will need to impose on someone to let the dog out after we leave and/or the morning before we return. But this is a bushel basket of good karma. Now that fall is finally here, our 29th and my 57th will both be forever associated with Seasons of Love.
A year or so ago, Eleanor discovered the soundtrack to Rent. We both became fans of the story, the music, the drama. I kept a vague eye peeled to see if it would show up on either the Shea's schedule here or the Geva or RBTL schedule in Rochester- no luck. But then a Marylander friend mentioned scoring tickets to it this fall; no gigs in our immediate or adjacent back yards, but there was a series of shows in Syracuse and one night in a sooner and closer venue- just on the other side of Buffalo in Erie, PA.
Soon as I heard about it, I checked out the venues. Syracuse was pretty much sold out, but I'd have plunged for it through scalpers if the kids had wanted to go. After a call to Emily earlier this week, they begged out. So, back to Erie- which happened to be a One Night Only gig on November 9th- my birthday.
The theatre did what similar theatres (here and in Rochester) typically do: it initially offered seats only as part of season-ticket packages until "a later date." Thanks to that, scalpers were offering nosebleed seats on Birthday Night for close to $200 per ticket. But I kept checking to see when the inventory of single-event seats would be released.
Finally, the other day, word came out: Monday the 26th at 10 a.m. sharp. Our anniversary. Karma, yo. But I believe in better things than karma, so this morning, I checked the site again, just for giggles.
There were tickets available- but only as part of a restricted presale. You needed to enter a presale code to get in.
Ah, but I'd seen this movie before. Ticketsellers are notorious, and a little odious, for making these presale codes ridiculously obvious: last fall's Met-fan-group offers to their members (which I missed out on) used something like "letsgomets." So what, you might ask, would be the four-letter code to get early Rent tickets that's so obvious, it's what Jonathan Larson had to open his luggage?
That's right: r-e-n-t. I was in. And now, so are we: face-value $58 tickets in the fourth row center to see this amazing show, on the night I turn 57 and the night after Drumpf hopefully turns into a pumpkin and is never heard from again.
There are Things still to be worked out. We will likely need overnight accoms in Erie, PA. I will need to impose on someone to let the dog out after we leave and/or the morning before we return. But this is a bushel basket of good karma. Now that fall is finally here, our 29th and my 57th will both be forever associated with Seasons of Love.
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